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*”We raised you for this!”* *”I gave you the most, so I deserve more in return.

**My Flesh and Blood** Margaret adored her son and took immense pride in him. Sometimes she marvelled

**Diary Entry – 9th October** *”Oh, hello there, kingdom of chaos! Sophie, you’re home all the

**My Flesh and Blood** Helen adored her son, bursting with pride. Sometimes she marvelled that this handsome

Unexpectedly Married Emma dashed through the shopping centre, arms laden with bags, weaving past shoppers

Helen adored her son and was incredibly proud of him. Sometimes she’d catch herself marvelling at the

**A Stranger’s Letter** I was sorting through old things the other day when I stumbled upon a letter

Christ, she really lost it, didn’t she? *”Who even wants you around, you old crow? You’re just

Three Letters Without a Return Address The day was still, not a breath of wind, no rustle of leaves

**Three Letters Without a Return Address** The air was thick with silence—no wind, no rustling leaves